XD Ah, man, I don't know, I'm just back in one of my obsessive pokemon fan phases. Who knows how long it will last; most likely at least a year considering my previous crazes. Anyways, here's something that just sort of formed in my head while reading other pokemon fan-fictions. ENJOY! XP
Chapter 1: Stranger in the Garden
The young girl chuckled softly as she sat in the large field, surrounded by all the pokemon. The gentle spring breeze ruffled the white bandana covering her short ruffled hair; her long side bangs swayed behind her.
"Sora!" came a sweet, rich voice from the cozy Victorian style chateau's front porch.
"Coming Mama!" Sora yelled back, waiving. She stroked the nearby Glaceon's fur as she stood up. She quickly dusted off the pale blue sundress and straightened the pale daisy yellow apron. "Sorry darlings, I have to get back to work," she said sweetly before running to the house to give her mother a big hug. "What is it, Mama?" she asked sweetly.
Her mother gave a hearty smile and wiped her hands on her own red apron. "Lunch is ready. Hurry up and eat and finish your chores. Then you can go back to the field," she replied.
Sora nodded. "Yes, Mama." She quickly went to the table and started to eat the sandwich.
"Sora, slow down! You'll get a stomach-ache that way!" Her mother scolded.
Sora swallowed and laughed sheepishly. "Sorry, Mama. I guess I'm just used to having my brothers around that's all…" she stopped and looked into the corner of the kitchen with a sigh. "It sure feels empty without them here. It's so quiet…"
Mama sat down and nodded. "Yep, I know what you mean. And with your father gone all the time with his research, that just makes us girls, huh baby?" she said with a sweet smile. "But don't worry about it. They'll be back for visits soon."
Sora nodded and took another bite of the sandwich but said nothing. Her mother sighed. "It's not just your brothers being gone is it?" Sora shook her head. "I know, you want to go on an adventure of your own, too."
Sora nodded. "Yes, but then who would be here to help you? You'd be here all by yourself and that's not fair," she quickly said before finishing her food. Her mom only chuckled.
"Now, you shouldn't be worrying about me. I can take care of myself. Now, hurry and get your chores done," her mother stated, scooting Sora out of the house.
Sora sighed and went to the shed to get the watering can for the front entry-way garden, passing the field of pokemon on her back. She smiled at the vaporeon at the edge of the fence. "Hi vaporeon. Do you want to help me in the garden today?" The vaporeon jumped over the fence on response. Sora giggled. "I take that's a yes!"
"Hello beautifuls!" Sora chimed. "Have you all had a nice day? You all look like you need a nice cold drink," Sora sang to the flowers. She hummed softly as she continued to water the plants.
"Phew! Almost done vaporeon, all that's left are my roses," she said sweetly. She always saved the roses for last. It was her favorite part of the garden. She remembered planting them herself and taking care of the beautiful white rose bush for all these years in her little corner of the garden. She hummed sweetly to the soft rose buds as she sprinkled the water. When she finished, she stopped momentarily when something blue caught her eye. It was a blue rose.
"That's odd…. We don't have any blue roses in the garden," Sora mumbled as she bent down to pick it up. Nestled in the undergrowth of the rose bushes was not a blue rose at all, but a sickly Roselia. Sora gently cradled her from her resting spot to get a better look.
"Poor thing, it looks exhausted. It feels a little warm, too. Come on, Vaporeon. We better take her back to Mama," Sora said as she hurried down the dirt walkway.
"Hm? Sora, what is it, baby?" her mother said when Sora walked in the door.
"I found this Roselia in the garden. It doesn't look to well," she replied simply.
"Oh, well here, let me have a look," she said coming over and taking the Roselia. "Hm, you're right, the Roselia has a fever. Must have been through a lot, whatever happened. Don't worry; a good long rest should do it some good," she replied, taking the Roselia and a cold wash cloth to the "nursing room" as they called it.
Sora sighed and petted Vaporeon's head gently. "Well, come on Vaporeon. I think I left the watering can in the garden."
As Sora approached the roses in the garden, she saw a strange person with green hair. She glared and crept silently, motioning for Vaporeon to be quiet, too. The person seemed to be looking for something.
She cleared her throat. "You know, trespassing is against the law."
The person jumped a little and turned slowly around, regaining their cool demeanor. The boy stood there a little stunned as he spotted the girl. She had a bit of a pout to her angry expression. Her dark chocolate brown hair was nearly black, but you could plainly see strands of copper red highlights in the setting sun as it swayed in the breeze. The darkness of her hair and her pale complexion only seemed to accentuate the blue-green eyes. She looked kind of cute with the simple blue sundress and yellow apron. But her long side bangs and white bandana reminded him of someone.
When the boy didn't answer, Sora began to grow impatient. "Well? Can I help you with something or should I call Officer Jenny?" Sora asked.
The boy gave a slight scowl but nodded. "I'm just looking for my pokemon. I thought it may have been attracted to your garden and came here," he said smoothly. He flicked his hair and gave a charming smirk. "I didn't mean to upset you."
Sora rolled her eyes and smoothed out her apron with the dress. "Mhm, that's nice," she stated boredly before crossing her arms. "Your pokemon wouldn't happen to be a Roselia by any chance?" she asked. He nodded and she sighed. "Come on," she said picking up the watering can and starting to walk away. She stopped and half way turned. "Oh, and by the way, you've got a little dirt right there," she said lightly scratching her cheek. "And there, and there, and there," she said rubbing a few other spots mockingly with a smirk before heading back to the house.
Before taking him to the house she quickly put away the watering can in the shed and bent down to stroke Vaporeon one more time. "Good girl. Now, go back to the field, ok?" she said sweetly and the Vaporeon obliged. Sora stood back up and gave a too sweet smile at Drew before going into the house.
"Hey, Mama? We have company!" Sora yelled.
Her mother came down the stairs and smiled. "Oh? And who might this young man be?"
"I think it's the Roselia's owner. I saw him poking around my rose bushes," Sora replied. The boy couldn't help but notice the certain edge in her tone when she talked about the rose bushes.
He smiled charmingly at the mother. "I'm sorry for the intrusion, ma'am, but may I please see my Roselia?" he asked curtly. Sora's mother beamed and nodded with such delight.
"Of course you may, young man. I'll take you to the room. I don't know what happened but that Roselia sure has seemed to taken quite a toll. It has a mild fever but a good night's rest will help that nicely," the woman babbled as she led the boy up the stairs. Sora followed slowly behind.
The boy went straight to a chair by the bedside and sat down, looking at the sleeping Roselia. "Supper will be ready in a few minutes. We have plenty of extra rooms so just make yourself comfy." The boy mumbled a thanks as Sora's mother went back downstairs.
Sora leaned against the doorway. "So, mind telling me your name?" she asked.
The boy looked up slightly and smirked. "Mind telling me yours?" he countered.
Sora rolled her eyes. "I asked you first and it's rude for a guest to freeload without so much as a name to go by, you know."
The boy nodded. "Fair enough. It's Drew Hayden." He gave a cocky smirk and flipped his short green hair. "I'm surprised you didn't know me."
"Right… I knew, I just wanted to be sure that's all," Sora replied.
"Sure you did," Drew countered.
Sora glared at him. "Let's see, Drew Hayden. You're a top coordinator, most commonly known for your Roselia, and habit of flipping your bangs. You have more fan girls than I ever want to know and the emotional capacity of a pin."
Drew smirked again. "Yes, but you're still avoiding the question," he pointed out.
"Supper's ready!" Sora's mother shouted from the kitchen. Sora smirked and turned away without a word.
An awkward silence hung over the kitchen table as they ate the stew. Sora's mother cleared her throat to break the silence. "So, young man, you wouldn't happen to be…"
"Drew Hayden, yes, he is, Mom," Sora interrupted.
Her mother beamed across the table at Drew. "I thought so! We watch your contests all the time on TV. My daughter just adores you!" she said happily.
Sora nearly choked as she finished off the stew and stood from the table, giving an icy glare at Drew's cocky smirk. "No I don't, Mama. I adore his pokemon and how beautifully they perform. Contests are about the pokemon, not their cocky celebrity owners," she snapped before rinsing her bowl out in the sink and storming upstairs.
Drew finished the stew moments later. "Thank you for the delicious meal," he said before excusing himself from the table. He rinsed his bowl out as well before going up the stairs again. He peeked in an open room he suspected to be the girl's but she wasn't there. However, the window was open and he could faintly make out a figure running in the field. He peeked out the window and smirked. She had quite the intricate set up.
The window lowered about a foot onto part of the roof which ran all the way down to a very thick tree with a stump of a trunk and long thick branches spreading out towards the roof and hanging low over the grass. All one had to do was simply walk out the window to the tree and crawl down one of its long thick branches.
Sora stared up at the starry sky as most of the pokemon lay around her. The Glaceon came up and laid its head and paw across her stomach as it plopped down. Sora smiled and gently stroked her fur. The peacefulness was soon interrupted when she heard footsteps on the grass. She let out an exaggerated sigh. "What do you want Drew?" She asked without moving an inch.
"Nothing much. You still haven't answered the question," he sated as he sat down nearby.
Sora sighed. "You really are annoying. Too bad those ditsy fan-girls don't know how you really are."
"You're avoiding the question again."
Sora rolled her eyes and stood up. "Figure it out." She bent down to ruffle the Glaceon's head lovingly before walking away. "Night Drewby-boy!" she mocked.
That's about as much creativity as I got. You just don't see many DrewXOC pairings a lot so I thought it would be fun. Oh and I'm going to just mess with this story so much. You won't be expecting what I have in store later down the line. Muahaha! Let's just say the story's a DrewxOc but at the same time, it isn't, shall we?